Frankenberry's Attic

Cricket the Blind (top) and Mimi the Quirky, celebrated members of the Frankenberry synchronized, looking like dead on the hardwood, cat laying team, participate in some training. “Medal worthy stuff you two!!! Great practice!! Now go groom up ladies!! Towels on window seats. Feline Olympics … we’re ready!!” (Cricket also qualified in litter kicking and… Continue reading

Though it won’t, sadly not in my lifetime, come to pass space exploration just got a bit larger. A friend of mine reminded me of this earlier, and an actual friend by the way, one I can confirm, he even has a name, Rich, noted how he remembered, seared into his memory the moon launch… Continue reading

Because just nonsense An ode to a Pillow Pillow Ya know it sounds kinda silly but I could no longer dilly as I had to toss my old pillow today no more dally. Reluctance sure, so many dreams born but surely a bore to those who wouldn’t know, and even some quite naughty. Colors that… Continue reading

That’s it. Just another tune and lyrics, nothing more. (to the tune of Sinatra’s “High Hopes”)   Dashed Hopes Next time you’re downed With your neck on the ground Under Trump secret hounds Hope you’ll be found   Just what makes that orange old rat Think he controls like with a mob bat Pretending to… Continue reading

Just wanted to re-post this “EP” of sorts, tunes and lyrics. Me and Covid Down By The Schoolyard (to the tune of “Me And Julio Down By The Schoolyard”)   Check Check Hello? Is this thing on? Can ya hear me in the back?   Trumpy the Tinpot rolled in his head Reasons for his… Continue reading

Well the day started with an intended stop at Price Chopper on my way in to the station. Said in the head intention? Some Polars (seltzers) and maybe a prepared thingy for my lunch … oh, and mayonnaise, Hellman’s to be specific (I can do with “house” brands, generics, on most things but Hellman’s and… Continue reading

(Not that anyone asked for it but an update on my new PC that, in my last post, I thought had given up the ghost rather abruptly). In an English accent from atop a medieval yet modern cart heaped with other assorted dead computers … “I’m not dead yet” Thank you Vivek at Dell from… Continue reading

Well it seems my new PC has bit the dust, my crash cart a plug and an unplug while saying “Stat!” in my head. A few seconds of life then nothing. Now the possible nightmare of customer service begins, it is kind of a roll of the dice, though I have talked with Dell before… Continue reading

Someone put this up in the Men’s room here at the station. (most definitely methinks, the work of my production boss Randy) I echo the “great staff” portion of this review though the well dressed, friendly gentleman standing in the corner waiting to hand you a towel can make things a little awkward, even uncomfortable… Continue reading

Well, this has not been the best of weeks so the finally sit on a Friday evening with the girls now couldn’t have come fast enough, which it didn’t by the way. It was a slow fucking molasses crawl. It started (after my four day weekend short mini stay-as-always-cation where I truly enjoyed myself and… Continue reading